Some people will fray
I don't think that's reason to stay
I know people who will go
We'll go down down country roads
Oh, and now I've got nothing to say
It just makes me easy prey
Oh, but you got reason to live
Even if you got little to give
Oh, cause, oh running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, now you're down in the forest pits
It was impossible to predict
When you feel there's nothing making you stay
Then you're over the hills away
Some people will fray
I don't think that's reason to stay
I know people who will go
We'll go down down country roads
Oh, and now I've nothing to say
It just makes me easy prey
Oh, but I got reason to live
Even if I got little to give
Oh cause, oh running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, now you're down in the forest pits
It was impossible to predict
When you feel there's nothing making you stay
Then you're over the hills away
Oh, step onto the grass
Of these great big plains
There's forests here too
Deserts in the distance
Mountains out afar
Everything is great
Everything's OK
Oh, because we're
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, now you're down in the forest pits
It was impossible to predict
When you feel there's nothing making you stay
Then you're over the hills away
Harry Peter Miles - Running Away Lyrics
Harry Peter Miles - Running Away Lyrics
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Some people will fray
I don't think that's reason to stay
I know people who will go
We'll go down down country roads
Oh, and now I've got nothing to say
It just makes me easy prey
Oh, but you got reason to live
Even if you got little to give
Oh, cause, oh running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, now you're down in the forest pits
It was impossible to predict
When you feel there's nothing making you stay
Then you're over the hills away
Some people will fray
I don't think that's reason to stay
I know people who will go
We'll go down down country roads
Oh, and now I've nothing to say
It just makes me easy prey
Oh, but I got reason to live
Even if I got little to give
Oh cause, oh running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, now you're down in the forest pits
It was impossible to predict
When you feel there's nothing making you stay
Then you're over the hills away
Oh, step onto the grass
Of these great big plains
There's forests here too
Deserts in the distance
Mountains out afar
Everything is great
Everything's OK
Oh, because we're
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, now you're down in the forest pits
It was impossible to predict
When you feel there's nothing making you stay
Then you're over the hills away
I don't think that's reason to stay
I know people who will go
We'll go down down country roads
Oh, and now I've got nothing to say
It just makes me easy prey
Oh, but you got reason to live
Even if you got little to give
Oh, cause, oh running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, now you're down in the forest pits
It was impossible to predict
When you feel there's nothing making you stay
Then you're over the hills away
Some people will fray
I don't think that's reason to stay
I know people who will go
We'll go down down country roads
Oh, and now I've nothing to say
It just makes me easy prey
Oh, but I got reason to live
Even if I got little to give
Oh cause, oh running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, now you're down in the forest pits
It was impossible to predict
When you feel there's nothing making you stay
Then you're over the hills away
Oh, step onto the grass
Of these great big plains
There's forests here too
Deserts in the distance
Mountains out afar
Everything is great
Everything's OK
Oh, because we're
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, running away
Oh, now you're down in the forest pits
It was impossible to predict
When you feel there's nothing making you stay
Then you're over the hills away
Writer: Harry Miles
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